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Chapter 28

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(PS: Many readers feel that this plot is extremely toxic … Xiaohan reflects deeply … It is recommended to skip chapters 30 to 33 and directly consume chapter 34.)

"Brother Yang, I have a business plan for you. Our shop can wait for the release of Eason's album and open for business. With this, we can become famous overnight!"

At noon, Guo Ziyi was very excited after eating the egg with abalone sauce and sea cucumber. He pulled out the small blackboard and wanted to teach Yang Yi a lesson.

"No." Yang Yi simply refused, blocking the little fatty's words.

Guo Ziyi was stunned for a moment and excitedly jumped up and down, "Why? If everyone knows that you are the songwriter of Eason's new album, they will definitely flock here. Then, our coffee shop will definitely be popular! "

Yang Yi mercilessly corrected him, "First of all, this is my coffee shop!"

"Second of all, why would I want the business to be popular?" Yang Yi shrugged and said, "There are too many customers, I can't handle it. I might as well not open this coffee shop."

Guo Ziyi was speechless for a while. He found that although what Yang Yi said was not within his scope of knowledge, he could not find a reason to refute.

"Then, are we still decorating in the afternoon?" Guo Ziyi thought of hammering nails and sawing boards in that hot environment and felt a bit of a headache. "Ahem, Brother Yang, I have something to do in the afternoon. En, I have to go to school to hand in some materials."

Looking at the way his eyes were rolling around, Yang Yi knew that this guy was going to slack off again!

"No decorating in the afternoon. If you want to play, then go!" Yang Yi stretched and yawned as he prepared to go back to his room to take a nap. He casually said, "I'm going to buy a car in the afternoon."

"Buy a car? Buy a car! " Guo Ziyi's eyes instantly lit up and he ran over with a cheeky grin, "Big Brother Yang, take me with you! I know where to buy a car! "

Yang Yi looked back at him strangely and said, "Didn't you say you had something to do in the afternoon?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Guo Ziyi smiled and waved his hand, "I might have read the notice wrongly. It's not this afternoon."

Yang Yi chuckled. He knew it.

"Big Brother Yang, do you want to buy a sports car? Castrati, or Martha of England? "asked the little fat man gallantly.

"I don't have money to buy a sports car." Yang Yi did a rough calculation of his own pockets. The expenses for the past few days were not small. However, after Chen Yijie paid 80,000 yuan for the copyright, Yang Yi still had tens of thousands of yuan left. As for the two million yuan reward, it could be said that he had not used it yet!

Even so, two million was still not enough to buy a supercar!

F * ck! Yang Yi likes supercars too!

In his previous life, he owned a Lamborghini Reventon. This car was limited to 20 units in the world. Of course, he could not afford it. But once, when he was on a mission, he killed his master. When he saw this car, he could not help but drive it back.

Of course, the price was not small. He drove this car for a month before he was chased by the NSA. In the end, he had to give up this place and escape.

Yang Yi's interest was piqued by the little fat man, but his rationality told him that now was not the time to think about this!

If he wanted to buy a sports car, he had to earn a hundred million yuan first? Later, he would think about how to make money legally!



In the afternoon, under the lead of the "local snake" Little Fat Guo, Yang Yi came to the car market located at the junction of Dongcheng District and Binhai District. This was the largest car market in Jiangcheng. Whether it was a variety of brand 4S stores or some second-hand car middlemen, they all had a presence here.

Yang Yi was curious because he had never seen all the car models and logos here before. It was completely different from his previous life!

Little Fat Guo was also a car fan. Although he was a little disappointed that Yang Yi did not buy a sports car, when it came to low-priced cars, he was still able to introduce them endlessly. "Within a hundred thousand yuan, there are more domestic cars. Things like Feyadi, Changjiang … they are all about the same. Feyadi and Changjiang are old brands, the quality is slightly better."

"Too ugly, I don't want it." Yang Yi looked at the car at the entrance and shook his head.

He was indeed a person who cared about appearances. Moreover, he had seen Feyadi and Changjiang at the car rental place. He did not like them.

"Between a hundred thousand and two hundred thousand yuan, there are many choices. Imported cars sell the highest. European cars are safe, but they consume a lot of fuel. Japanese cars consume less fuel, but the frame is too weak …"

Yang Yi listened as he walked slowly with Little Fat Guo, looking at the car models in each shop from afar.

"What car is this?" Yang Yi suddenly stopped, pointed at a shop, and asked.

Little Fat Guo took a look, scratched his head, and thought for a while before saying, "This is an unpopular car. It is a civilian pickup truck brand after the military vehicle factory was restructured. It's called Wolf Fang! However, its car sales are not high because it doesn't suit the public's taste, and the price is on the high side … "

"Let's go take a look!" Yang Yi felt that just hearing the name "Wolf Fang" made his blood boil. Moreover, looking at the huge frame of the car from afar, it looked very much like the muscle car he liked!

"Pfft!" A disdainful laugh came from behind, attracting Yang Yi and Little Fat Guo's attention.

Looking back, it was a young man with slicked-back hair, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His face was oily and powdered, just like a gigolo! Of course, looking at the brochures in his hands, Yang Yi recognized him. He was the person from the 4S car shop called Feyadi!

"Tsk tsk, big brother, little brother, you really know how to pick!" The gigolo said jokingly, "Looking at you, you only have a net worth of one or two hundred thousand yuan, and you want to see Wolf Fang? Don't you know that if you don't have four hundred thousand yuan, you can't even touch Wolf Fang? "

He was also speaking according to the situation. After observing just now, he thought that Yang Yi and Little Fat, who walked past the shop, were dressed like potential customers of Feyadi, so he wanted to approach them.

But before he could say anything, he heard Yang Yi's "disdainful" words, which made him angry!

It was not that he thought that his brand was good, but he thought that Yang Yi was just a poor guy, who came out to buy a car with a worn-out luggage bag. He was even worse off than him!

The gigolo boasted that he was a senior car purchasing consultant in this industry, with a monthly salary of more than ten thousand yuan. He could afford to wear a suit and leather shoes, and drink red wine and coffee. Unlike these two, who wore sandals and shorts from the street stall, they were as tasteless as they could be!

But the gigolo's car was also a Feyadi! After all, he was an employee of the company and had a discount, so he could not bear to buy another car.

How could a person who was worse off than him be so arrogant to say that he wanted to buy a better car than him?

So, the gigolo could not help but ridicule him.

Yang Yi frowned, as he could not understand what was wrong with this person. He and Guo Ziyi looked at each other, and Guo Ziyi also looked innocent, and his eyes said, "I don't know this guy either!"

"Okay, you guys go and see! After you see, don't blame me for not reminding you! " The gigolo chuckled and said in a strange tone, "As a person, the most important thing is to recognize your own position. Those who have enough money to buy a Fiardi shouldn't daydream so much."

Yang Yi actually wanted to beat him up. In his previous life, if someone dared to ridicule him like this in front of him, he would definitely teach him a lesson!

But now, he suddenly felt that it was fun!

"You think that we can't afford Wolf Fang?" Yang Yi asked faintly.

"No, no, what kind of car is Wolf Fang? Cough, cough, I actually think that you guys can't even afford Feyadi!" The gigolo sneered.

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